Black Poetry : The Black Mother I Give To You My Son

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  1. ASHANTA

    ASHANTA Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    I give to you the most precious jewel in life love my child.
    There are times when I have felt I couldn’t go own.
    Through out our trials and errors I continue to cry in silence.
    Between the rivers and the tunnel of light,
    The begging of life. The swelling of thou breast,
    The milk and honey, that awaits your first breath.
    Your head and shoulders between my knees,
    as I birth the gems of Gods creations
    The chain that connects from heaven and earth.
    The symbol of Gods Locks, the pain that you scream.
    The first slap of the earth.
    I screamed as I pushed you out of my womb.




    I give to thee the life line, that you may grow in the Universe; Your tribes shall carry your name, and the seed shall live on; I give to thee the jewels women that you shall breed, Many nations which your legacy shall live on. I the father and the son of prophesies hear me as I speak. Let not vanity kill your roots, as the lynching of your brothers Shall repeat, until you my son come together as one; Damnation shall be your legacy to come.



    The ways of silence the tenderness of love,
    Sacrifice I cried in the name of love.
    Burning sorrows upon the night, through the rain and the storm,
    I continued to stay strong. One sided love often knocks at my door,
    The strength I pledge never to give all, be able to hold back, the pain shall not destroy the amount which is bonded upon my heart.
    Change is going to come as I pray through the night.
    Silently I cry my self to sleep, I wait up
    on the stars until my King shall appear.
    Oh who are thou who cries beyond the dark, Thy heart that searches for the soul, that continues to lean toward the dark. Oh thy lonely the mystery of thou self. I find discontentment when I am a lone. I sit upon the night repressing the empty inside. Why oh Why is this majestic of a emotions tears me inside.


    I continue to carry the torch I walk through the dark alone;
    As the Universe tries to claim my babies upon the streets of the beast.
    I never give in the protection of a mother shall not go under.


    I ask of thee the torture I feel, Is it lonely? are is it not knowing one that lives within? Repression of a forgotten heart; Why do I fear to reach out. When there is no lonely I run in hide; I cry the sounds of the sparrow, when the dove surrounds my head.

    I ask of thee the torture I feel, Is it lonely are is it not knowing one that lives within? Repression of a forgotten heart, Why do I fear to reach out? When there is no lonely I run in hide. I cry the sounds of the sparrow, when the dove surrounds my head.


    Love thy self the doves sings, as the sparrow sits in gloom, Know thy self the dove speaks in silences, as the sparrow continues to cry the same sound. Spirits of freedom awaits you at your inner door.
    The sparrow sits an mopes as the dove sings the songs of rejoice.
    Validation comes with self, As the dove flaps its wings, Rise in the name of self. The sparrow runs away.


    I the women of thy kings temple,
    Shall always be his inspiration,
    Let not thy left hand defend thy right.
    I shall continue to be your light.

    My heart beat the
    understanding of the Creator.
    My feet is the passage of righteousness .
    My tongue speaks the words of resurrection.
    Be still through the darkness.
    Humble through the noon;



    I exhale the universe upon my lungs, I wake the angels with the stroke of love, I cry for the universe to unite in love, I sing of the doves that fly upon mans head, I cry the resurrection of the giving heart, I rise to the stars with great love, I exhale the universe and the creatures of God, I multiply the children of Gods great love, I sit among the rocks as they sing rejoice, I lye upon the rivers, as they rise in Gods name.



    Thou eyes will be the coming of the lord,
    Thy hands shall be the soil that makes great men,
    Thou strength shall be of the rock.

    The crying mountains that stand tall,
    I rise in the name of women; I cry no victim song,
    My sister lean your back upon me, the rivers will open.
    As we carry the cross, walking the sea,
    As Jesus the love within thee, is the love within me.


    So you say I am not a women,
    but I stood before the master;
    So you say I am not a women,
    but I was the father and the mother.
    So you say I am not a women,
    I open the doors for the rights of passage.

    So you say I am not a woman,
    My name is Harriet Tubman.
    So you say I am not a women,
    because my fire is fury;
    So you say I am not a women,
    because I educate myself with power.

    So you say I am not a women,
    I felt the pains of civilization.
    So you say I am not a women,
    I birth the Nubian King.
    So you say I am not a women,
    I stood on the battle field for your name.
    So you say I am not a women,
    I over turn nations, that you would be free.

    So you say I am not a women,
    I slept with the master so you would live.
    So you say I am not a women,
    I wear the scars in the palms of my hands.
    So you frown at me when I turn over decisions,
    where know man would go.
    So you say I am not a women,
    but God says its so.




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  2. watzinaname

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    A mother's love is unconditional, we love our sons even when we are not treated as the queens that we are, sometimes we all need to be reminded of whence we came. Powerful words poetess.
     
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    wow I felt every emotion as i read this. i love it and cant wait to read more from you flow on ashanta.:hearts4:
     
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    unconditional love of thy mother's love unto thy child they giveth
    this was awesome and i enjoyed the power in it surely your the
    Mother of vision and da sista of love ....speak on .
     
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